"I won't leave." My voice catches on a sob. I bury my face in Silas' lap, clinging to the sides of his chair.

The fortress is in chaos and has been from the moment the ash started falling from the sky, landing in thick heaps on our city streets. Wolfe knew immediately what was happening, confirmed it with Sanctuaries on the East coast. Sanctuaries that don't stand a chance of outrunning the nuclear horror settling down upon all of us. They will be worst hit, but we aren't ...